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hey i made this page for people who think emos are reali cool and i know a few emos 2...have a good look on the page and if u want u can comment on my shoutbox. luv ya bex xx
hey this is matt hes awsome .. dont b scared he aint a vampire hes foto shoped the image lol
hey this is me bezzie anya .. shes emo and she reali cool x
anya agn lol
You diss
I slit my wrist
When you cause me pain
I slit the left vain
You break my heart
That’s where it starts
When you pretend
To care
Well how do you dare
It’s just not fair
So I remain
So damn silent
See my stain
It was very violent
I’m just a shadow
A part of the past
A part that could never last
My trickling blood
Is dripping fast
I hear a thud
I just lie and stare
I cry
And wonder why
Why should I be the one to go
Oh, because I’m emo…
alone
Sitting alone.......
in my dark creepy room..........
and that abhorrent feeling
is eating my soul.................
It really hurts
when you feel you are alone...............
still waiting..
for some one to come and knock your door...........
or even give you a call...............
still waiting..
for someone to help you through it all....
still waiting..
for someone who can prevent the fall of your soul...........
I cant understand
people anymore...........
and i have adesire
to crush them all...............
I want to fly to another palce
that is safe.....and warm......
where i can find a friend to tell me:
never frown...............
cause you are not a lone.........anymore...
.
Buried alive
Inside that feeling of depression..........
It's not just a silly superstiotion...........
It's hard to make this confession........
I'm buried alive.................
I believe that no one can help me to survive.............................
I'm sick of this pathetic life...............
and i think it's all based on a horrible big lie..................
still there..laying there
inside that fearful place.....
where a feeling of death hung upon the air..........
oh god this's so unfair.............
my life has become an abhorrent endless nightmare................
inside that gloomy place..
where every thing is dark and..........
and the sun will never shine upon my pale face................
oh god how can i get rid of all these choking scares? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
how can i get out of this frightening place............
so hard to get rid of the weight of thise feeling laying inside my brittle poor heart...........
this feeling of depression it makes me fall apart..........
I know this feeling thats taking over,
i felt this way a thousands times before.
I have felt the pain of the blade againts my skin,
i have chocked on the tooth brush at the back of my throat.
Its ment to be over,
yet it wont stop.
The blood that slides against my skin,
my stomach that emptys,
the black eye make-up sliding down my face with every tear,
this is how it is ment to be this is how i can be me.
So look at my dark cloths,
stare at my bones,
judge me because I look at you with the same confusion.
Hope in my heart will never die..........
If my life is a big horrible lie....................
If my little bird will never get to fly..............
If the smoky clouds have never left the sky......
If my grade had never been high...............
If my only lover said Goodbye.........
If he refused to give us a chance to try..........
If I could never overcome the fact of being so shy...........
If all poor countries would never have any food supply...........
and every one kept asking......
why? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
each of us has become a dangerous big Spy.............
If I have always been so emotional
and any thing would easly make me cry.......
all what I can say..............
with a deep sigh.......and a tearful eye......................
Hope in my heart will never die................
Slit my wrists let me bleed,
From this life i want to be freed.
I made a mistake,i made you my everything,
and from that what did i gain.. nothing but misery and pain.
I tried to believe this was a nightmare,
but when i opened my eyes i seen you were still there.
I decided it was tym to end it all,
i knew my heart wouldnt survive another fall.
So now ill say my final goodbye,
hopefully when you read this i will have died.
With the razor kissed wrists
this is my bright red scream
as I press down harder blood begins to surface
I convince myself "you don't feel pain, forget it, it's worth it"
You convince yourself that there is no pain
I try to forget
it's just my sick little game
there's white ones, red ones, fresh ones too
I'm ashamed of what I do
As time goes by they get harder to hide
more and more skin with scars on the outside
Hide them with long sleeved shirts, it covers them up but doesn't take away the hurt
It hurts the same when nobody knows; it's just the way it goes
Cut to feel alive, it's something I know is real
It's something I wish I could hide, something I didn't have to feel
When things get too bad it's first instinct to just cut away
Cut away, make some new scars to just get through the day
This time it got out of hand, cut too deep and can hardly stand
Losing way too much blood and I begin to fall
This will be my little secret, I won't say anything at all
So Here I am,
In a Sea Of Red,
And there you are,
You're in my head,
You Watch me Suffer,
You Love My Pain,
You're Not just Sick,
You're also insane,
You think you are a god,
like you can make it rain,
Well newsflash you can't,
Cuz what comes out of my eyes is pain,
So there, you're defeated,
You're out of my mind,
You're all by yourself,
I've left you behind
So stop trying to Kill me,
Besides, I'm already dead,
So Leave Me alone,
Get out of my head,
I'm done with you,
You and your Rage,
I am starting over,
I am on a new page...
Lost but never found
Alone in the dark
And that's where I'm bound
The scar upon my cheek - the dark mark
The anchoring rope holding me up has been severed
My grip on the wheel of life has slipped
And now it's swerving out of control
My wings have been clipped.
My daily dose of sanity has run out
This gripping fear, a stab to the gut
His blow struck me, but I don't even shout
My mind is reeling, but what
Do I have left? ...
I'm lying here
And there's not even fear now
And it's all becoming clear
Clear, like the sparkling, pretty shards of glass
Around me; broken, like my spirit.
The crimson is pooling, a mass
of my life, ebbing with it
So I wait in the dark, fading away
The pain almost numbing
All I can do is wait and pray
He isn't leaving
That he'll be back to finish the job.
